Hidden Summit

said. “I told her I was happy in a way I’d never been happy before and it had nothing to do with her. I wished her well and said I was moving on and hoped she would, too. I didn’t give an address for her to respond to—but I said goodbye in the only way I knew how.”
    “I keep saying goodbye to Greg and he just won’t go!” she protested.
    “You’ll figure this out. And I’ll be with you soon.”
    “I need my mother,” she said. “I’m going to go home, see my mom and get her to help me with this. My mom never liked him to start with! God, I wish she’d have told me and saved me the time!”
    “If not for your marriage and divorce, we’d never have met,” he said.
    That stopped her. She thought about that for a second. “Isn’t it funny,” she said, “that our biggest blunders can end up being the best thing that ever happened to us.”
    When Leslie looked outside again, the shiny Caddy was gone, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Then she walked three doors down to Nora’s house and made her apologies—she had to cancel their Saturday trip into Fortuna together. “I have to take a drive up to Grants Pass to see my mother.”
    “No problem, we’ll do it another time,” she said. “Is everything all right?”
    “I’m not sure. My ex-husband showed up again. He’s a complete pest. But I need to talk to my mother about him. My mom is kind of…well… opinionated would be a mild description. I think she might have some advice for me. I’ll be sure to let you know.”
    “I saw the car,” Nora said. “Wow.”
    “It’s a very pretty car,” Leslie confirmed. “It’s not making him at all happy right now. But it used to. Things like clothes, cars, country-club memberships, all that stuff used to get him all excited. Not me,” she said. “Never me.”
    Leslie hadn’t exactly lied to Conner, but there was a little more to her agenda than a nice visit with her mother. She called her mother on Friday morning and said, “I hope you don’t have really big weekend plans because I need you on Saturday—I want to come up to Grants Pass.”
    “Sure, darling,” Candace said. “We have a kickboxing class in the afternoon, but we can miss it, I suppose.”
    “Kickboxing?”
    “You just can’t imagine how much fun it is. There’s a group of us who go to the community center for the class. And you know what? We’re not terrible!”
    “I’m not at all surprised. But listen—I’m having issues with Greg. He is still bothering me. He was down here again. Can you do a little detective work for me? Make a phone call or two? I’d like to see Allison. Can you call her and maybe set something up? I’ll meet her wherever, but I have to talk to her about Greg, who is driving me crazy. And I’d like to talk to her alone. Tell her it’s very personal and important.”
    “Sweetheart, what is it?” Candace asked.
    “It’s just that I don’t understand myself, Mom. How did I not notice this about him for the eight years of our marriage? Does the whole town think I’m just an idiot? And why didn’t I know I was being used? ”
    “Oh, crap, Leslie—you’re overthinking the whole thing. The ‘town’ thinks you were the best thing that every happened to Greg Adams and he was a damn fool to let you get away! As for Allison, I doubt she’ll confirm that for you. But I’ll call her and try to set up an appointment with her. Maybe you can meet her at the mall or something. Get it all off your chest, then we’ll go out for sushi.”
    “Sushi?” Leslie asked.
    “We just started eating sushi. It’s wonderful. Don’t you think?”
    She just shook her head. “Be sure to tell Allison I’m not upset or anything—I’m very happy in my new life. I just want to…check in with her. Tell her I have a baby gift. And it’s girl stuff—not for Greg! I won’t take much of her time.”
    But when Leslie got to Grants Pass, what her mother had arranged for her came as quite the surprise. “Well, she wasn’t very receptive to this idea, nor was she impressed by the baby gift. Do you actually have one?”
    “Not yet, but I can get one on my way to see her.”
    “I bought you one to give her. I had it gift wrapped. And to be classy, I also bought a gift for the mother—some lotions.”
    “You are the best,” Leslie said.
    “What’s bothering you?”
    “I’m not sure. I’m afraid there’s a part of me that still loves Greg. I hate that, but…”
    “Phhhttt,” Candace said,